What beauty I found in your tender lips
Their softness so warm , juicy, wet and wild
As you caressed them to my finger tips
Oh how you made my poor soul gaily smile
Then up to my rosy cheeks so softly
A kiss that only spoke of affection
onto my wanting lips, adequately
That my aching heart found new direction
Lips to lips my mind spoke of love so pure
Crazy what passion and lust can turn to
It’s no secret what a heart can conjure
But your tender lips turned my thoughts to goo
And I was in love from the very first kiss
when your warm tender lips filled me with bliss
- Author: Dove (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 16th, 2022 16:59
- Comment from author about the poem: Sonnet
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 30
Comments6
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Thanks
Fantasy?? Get away with you - has to be some experience there...... At least I would hope it is not ALL fantasy.......
Always interested in sonnets - I feel your's is a good 'un, Dove.
Thanks, I was searching for love , but I always get stuck on fantasy, lol.. Yes, experience in life, not so much navigating this site.. Thanks for stopping by
a splendiferous sonnet, if indeed ever there was .........unashamedly and muchly enjoyed ....... Neville : )
Thanks Dear Neville, much appreciated
Very beautiful )) love the rhyming and flow to this .. lovely words
Thanks, love both your pen names.. Thanks for stopping by, much appreciated
Wonderful love poem Dove.
Andy
Thanks again Andy!🌹🌺🌻
Good write Dove. Doh!! I thought you meant me! lol.
Sing Away.. Thanks again for stopping by Orchidee
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